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Today was one of those days that make you appreciate the ease of travel around Europe compared to the distances we travel in Australia.
This morning our day started with breakfast in Germany followed by lunch in the Netherlands, afternoon tea in France and dinner in Belgium! The time it takes us to drive from Proserpine to Rockhampton we drove through 4 different countries!
We were given the most amazing French breakfast of delicious yoghurts, fresh fruit, croissants and chocolate pastries, cake, baguettes and serval home made jams.
We went to Le Quesnoy because of a children’s book of this title written by NZer Glynn Harper about 3 years ago. Will’ s class at the time reenacted the story of the small French town saved by a NZ regiment from the Germans in WW!. Dring this time we discovered ...
... Gran got up one morning and laid a place for Cliff at the breakfast table. She said that he had returned in the night and talked to her and she had made him a cup of tea. They received the telegram to say he was missing in action a few days later. She received his things from the pockets of his great coat, which was sent to her by a German Army Officer, who asked her not to say anything about what he had done or he would get into trouble. This meant that ...
... singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Bye for now,
Alan and Nise
... this moving memorial to the fallen. At times, up to 1,000 visitors have gathered at night for this Service. Last night, we had about 150 – 200 gather in the cold evening air, to watch and listen. A group of four buglers, from the Association established for this purpose, played the Last Post – the Ode was recited, followed by a 1 minute silence – a wreath laid, then Revelli played. It is amazing to see that after such ...